Reborn in 1940 and survived until the new century

"I heard it, Mom. Even if you don't tell me about this, I know about it. Don't worry!

I'll call you when I get there."

"That's fine, that's fine."

At this time, I rarely got up during the holidays and said to myself.

"Sister, when school starts in a couple of days, I'll come and play with you?

How about it. "

"Okay!

But I have no objection to you coming, but you have to be responsible for cleaning the house for me?"

"sure, no problem."

"By the way, when you come, call me in advance. If I have time, I will pick you up. If not, just come directly to my house. You know where the apartment is anyway."

"Sister, you don't have to pick me up. I'm not a child. I'm very familiar with the neighborhood where your apartment is located. It's not like I haven't been there before."

"That's good to know. I've been afraid of you for a long time. Why don't I just forget about it?"

"How could I forget that?"

"By the way, don't just play with your phone these days. You should find an internship first. As for the graduation thesis, it shouldn't be difficult for you."

"Disaster?

How can it not be difficult?

Sister, you don’t know…”

"Stop, I don't have that much time to listen to you.

And how could I not know you? Aren’t you just thinking of having a good time during this last semester?

I really want to tell you that this semester, not only the thesis is important for you, but internship is also important.

As long as you stop playing games, you will have more time to write papers.”

"That's right, there's nothing wrong with what your sister said. Don't disobey her. Your sister is doing this for your own good."

"Mom, how could I not know that my sister is doing this for my own good?

But I’ll talk about this after I come to see you. It’s getting late now, sister, you’d better leave quickly!

As for the rest, I'll leave it to you, mom. You can talk to me after my sister leaves."

"What did the brat say?"

"Okay, I'll be leaving first, and we can have a good chat later.

Mom and Dad, you should go back to the house quickly. It’s cold outside. Don’t send me off.

What is the point of sending your own daughter back and forth?"

"I know. Drive slowly on the road. You have plenty of time. Don't drive in a hurry. OK?"

"Got it, Mom!

With my skills, I don’t have the ability to drive fast.”

"That's true, Mom. The car my sister drives really doesn't have the conditions to drive fast."

"Okay, how can I not know you?

Go back quickly!"

"Oh!"

Every time I left home, my mother would patiently stand by my side and give me instructions over and over again.

When I am at home, I feel very annoyed, but when I leave home, I feel completely different.

As for my father, he usually doesn't talk much, but no matter what time it is, he will still stand there, and only go home slowly after everyone leaves.

Even though fathers are not good at expressing themselves, when it comes down to it, their love for their children is no less than that of mothers.

Fortunately, the city where I work is not too far from my hometown, only about four hours driving.

I didn’t have time to come back before, and now I’m alone. I can come back whenever I want, but no one will say anything.

I will try to come back more often when I have nothing to do in the future. After all, my parents are old, and I need to come back and spend time with them more often.

It's true, but I probably come back quite often throughout the year.

I can only come back during the short holidays every year. If I want to come back and stay for a night on Saturday or Sunday, you know it's not possible at all, because we have to work on Saturdays.

Ugh!

No matter what job you do, it’s never easy!

We drove slowly along the way, but actually it wasn't slow, there was just a bit of traffic jam when we were about to exit the highway.

Another thing was that I was stuck in traffic in the city for half an hour, but fortunately I arrived at my residence in the afternoon.

I haven't gotten off the bus yet, so I have to call my parents first. There's no other way, I'm afraid they will worry.

As for the madman in the car, he could only move the things up slowly by himself, because there were too many things and he could not move them all in one trip.

Every time I move things, I feel very lucky that I don’t have to move so often, otherwise I would be exhausted!

Although this small apartment is not big, it was bought with my own savings before I got married. It is not big, only about 50 square meters.

Fortunately, the house price was not very high when I bought it, otherwise I would not be able to afford it.

As for the money to buy the house, I saved it bit by bit with my own ability.

Back then, when others were in school, I would do odd jobs everywhere to pursue love, and then I would save up some money by the time I graduated.

I bought this small apartment in the first place in order to live comfortably, not too far from my workplace, but not too close.

This means that if we want to divorce, we can divorce. Who gives us the confidence to do so?

After I don't know how many times I moved things, I was exhausted after moving them upstairs at noon.

I put it in the small living room and there was no time to clean up, so I just lay on the lazy sofa.

I was so tired that my throat was burning and I didn't even have time to drink a sip of water.

It’s better to take a rest first and catch your breath!

Ugh!

If I had known this earlier, I wouldn’t have prepared so many things. Why should I prepare so much?

I am really tired. I never expected that I had prepared so much food for myself. I wonder where to put all this stuff.

Fortunately, the current refrigerator at home can’t hold all the space, right?

Aren’t you worried that the food might go bad if you can’t eat it?

It's really worrying. Do you think we should give it to someone else?

Others may not want it?

It’s not like before. If you share good things with others, they will be grateful to you.

People may not even appreciate these things.

Even if there are people who will really accept it, there are still some who will throw it away after turning around.

Forget it, I'll just keep it for myself and eat it slowly!

It’s time to eat. As for whether it will be thrown away, don’t even think about it. At least one third of it will probably be thrown away.

Ugh!

I feel regretful when I think about it. Why did I bring so much back?

Forget it, I'll think of a solution. If it really can't be kept, I can eat it in the next few days. If it can be kept for a long time, I can eat it later.

You can't just leave it there and let it rot. Next time you say anything, you'll have to tell your mother about it. Wouldn't that make things difficult for her daughter?

Don’t eat it that day, start consuming it from today!

Who made my stomach protest?

That’s right. It’s already past two in the afternoon and I had breakfast early. It would be strange if I’m not hungry now.

But before that, I have to boil a pot of water first. As for the food, there is no rush, it is here anyway.